Dream Goal
None
Meditation and Sleep
No meditation. Went to bed at 12:19am and woke up at 7:00am.
Dream
Toby was older. Maybe late teens or early twenties. He still had a soft complexion like he was 12, but he also had facial hair. His hair looks like it had natural red highlights. He was in the hospital, looking unhappy. There was a conversation about whether Toby was “well enough to rejoin society”.
Contemplations and Connections
Toby vaguely resembled a young man that recently presented for the Fibrolamellar Carcinoma Foundation on rare diseases day. We knew from early in Toby’s diagnosis that it was life-shortening. We knew that, in the best-case scenario, we would find ourselves regularly returning to the hospital for checkups, or treatments. Clearly, that’s not what happened, but I wish this was not the case. Even stuck in a hospital, I would love to be hanging out with Toby again.